اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Age comes like the night in winter
Just after we leave December
Days as bitter as they are short
Wrapped up inside our paper fort
We are only what we see
If that's true then we'll never be
Come and go without a purpose
Will spring time bring the
usual rebirth?
